Disclaimers: I don't own Fushigi Yuugi.
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Narrator's POV
Hikitsu... was dead. Tomite couldn't believe it. How could he be dead? He'd been there since the beginning! He was like an older brother to Tomite. He was the person that he went to when he needed to talk to him about something.
The distressed seishi turned angrily towards the Kutou army. Yes. These were the people who had murdered Hikitsu. He would never forgive them. Never! He felt his symbol begin to glow, filling him with warmth, but his heart was cold. How dare they?! How dare they do that?! I'll kill them. I'll kill them all for what they did!' He thought, blinded by rage and grief. He plunged into the masses of the enemy, shooting everything in sight with ice and rage uncontrolled. The solders scattered before him as Namame plunged after him. He's going to get himself killed, the idiot! Why'd he go plunging into that mass of solders without backup when he's outnumbered, anyway? We can't have him getting killed, too!' The blue haired seishi though as he tried to get to his comrade, slicing through the enemy with his knife. Finally he got to Tomite and yelled out the words that he had just thought with just a bit more cursing from anger. Tomite didn't answer. Good Genbu, what's wrong with him? Did he take a blow to the head or something?' Namame wondered, a bit worried. He was also distressed over Hikitsu's death, but his feelings were more of guilt than anything. He had known about both Hikitsu and Uruki's feelings, but had never said anything. If he had, then they might have been able to be happy together when Hikitsu was still alive. But he hadn't. He had always thought that they would tell each other on their own – that there was plenty of time. And now it was to late. Hikitsu had tried to tell Uruki in his last breaths, but had been unable to. Uruki had shown it to the others, but only after he had died. Ah, yes. Namame was feeling very guilty indeed.
Meanwhile, Tomite had run out of arrows. He cursed and pulled his sword out of its sheath. He wasn't very good with a sword, but he could use one. Clumsily, he began to cut his enemy down, but most of them were better with a sword than he and he was soon being forced back. A blade bit into his upper leg and he fell, cursing. The man who had wounded him raised his blade and was swinging down, about to kill him, when it met another blade with a clash. Namame had barely been able to block the on coming blade, saving Tomite's life. But the man holding the blade was bigger than Namame just as his sword was bigger and heavier than Namame's knife. The seishi was struggling to keep the man at bay. The bigger man was soon able to hit Namame in the ribs with the dull edge of his blade, sending Namame crashing into a near by tree. As Tomite watched in horror, the other seishi slid to the base of the tree and lay there in a heap, a small trickle of blood running from his forehead.
Tomite yelled, hoping beyond hope that he wasn't dead. He forced himself to stand on his wounded leg and stumbled over to his friend thinking, Please don't let him be.... Dead....' He knelt by his friend, blood still gushing from his leg, and began to shake him.
C-Come on, Namame... Don't die on me. It's only a little head wound. Good Genbu Namame, don't die on me... Tomite's shaking must have worked because Namame's eyes flickered open.
Stupid kid... Don't insult me. I won't die from a wee nick like this; I've had worse in my day. Besides, this is what happens when you try to face an army by your self with no backup. As he sat up, the world seemed to spin. he put a hand to his head and it came away red. Blood red. he muttered.
Can you walk? Asked Tomite, worriedly.
If I don't get too dizzy. You?
I don't think so. My leg's hurt pretty bad, and I put too much strain on it to get over here.
Well... We both have to get to the infirmary...
Come on. We'll lean on each other. The two got up and put their arms around each others shoulders, using each other for support.
Um... Namame..... How are we supposed to get through all those people? Tomite asked, pointing to the tons of people fighting. I mean... it's not like we can fight...
Um... No clue.
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Tomite's POV
Great. We were both wounded and helpless, we had to get the infirmary, and we couldn't get past all the stupid people fighting. Were we pathetic excuses for Genbu Seishi, or what? Chosen by a god indeed! Why didn't he chose strong, noble, courageous, cool people? People who could do anything. People like.... Like Hikitsu, I guess. Yeah... Why didn't Genbu pick people more like him?
I didn't know. What I did know was that we had to get past these people. But how?
The worst part was, that I knew how. I just didn't want to do it. I was a coward. But I had also gotten Namame into this, and I had to get him out if it.
Namame... I have a plan... I said, knowing that by saying those five words, I was sealing my fate. I was sentencing myself to death.
It'd better be good.
It is... But I can't tell you what it is.
What?! Why?
Shut up and listen. When I let go of you, I want you to go over there– I pointed to an area where there wasn't quite as much fighting –and go around the fighting. Get to the palace. That's all you need to know.
What about you?
I'll be fine. Just get to the palace. He nodded, looking up at me with trust in his eyes. He believed me, and I hated him for that. He really thought that I'd get the two of us out of there alive. Well... He was half right.
I let go of him, and he ran as fast as he could, stumbling a bit because of how much blood he'd lost from his head wound. I only watched him for a moment. Then, I turned toward the fighting. It was my job to keep them away from Namame, even though he didn't know that. It was my job to die...
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~End of Chapter 36~
Sorry. I made another short chapter. A cliff hanger too. ^.^ Boy, I love making those. It's so fun to just leave you hanging. *evil grin*
